Not really. Both earthquakes only lasted a few seconds. It was an interesting wake up call. No Tsunami’s and no damage to be reported at this much later date. To be honest with you all it’s probably certain that you know more about what happened than I do. Anyway, just thought I would share that.
In the word used by Seinfeld and adorned by so many for it’s implications, "Newman" has become a part of our everyday lives. Today I had the opportunity to use it and have the very man it implicates sitting downstairs at the restaurant. Newman was in our restaurant eating like the average Joe that frequents our establishment. Oddly he was thinner than the footage suggests him to be. And that impeccable smile is really his smile. In an attempt to not crowd him with stares or the typical gawking that celebrities are probably accustomed to I merely tried to ignore him. The fact that his back was to me and I could not verify his identity without attempting to use the men’s room only made ignoring him easier. Finally he paid his check and exited as if to say: "Yes, it’s me…Newman." He politely smiled and told all of us boozing around the bar to have a nice afternoon to which we all replied: "Thank you, you too." In all of us was the urge to just say it. It surely was a topic of conversation that I am sure he overheard bits and pieces of. Mostly the bits and pieces that included the singular phrase "Newman" in a sly and contemtual voice. He had taken it well and with great pride walked out the front door with a smile on his face. Was the smile from the fact that we had all kept a safe distance or that we had "quietly" acknowledged his success as the infamous man that made us laugh? Either way he acknowledged us and that was truly human of him.
I’ve had an interesting summer. I’ve found myself in paradise for no apparent reason, left my home, and wandered about trying to figure it out. The more I think about coming home for a visit the more I get scared and don’t know what I want. I think about the way things used to be back home and the way they are now. Friends changing last names, marriages, and change that I chose not to include myself in I guess. It’s time for me to make a choice. Where do I go from here?
I think what I am saying is that I don’t want to go home because I already am. At least for now I am. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring. However, for right now this place feels right. A friend spoke with me the other day and basically told me I was fucking around and needed to get my shit together. The next couple of days I spent a lot of time thinking about what she had said. Since then I have been clear. It’s like her words shocked me into reality again (Thank you).
It’s happening before our very eyes.
